Reconstruction

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|Sun's POV|

Christmas had been fun, a day filled with lazing about and cuddling like there's no tomorrow. But now it was over, and not even Boxing day could save us from being confronted over the 'Eclipse' situation.

"So, we are going to have to take down and posters of them or marketing, despite the small amount. We also need to remodel you both as you need to stand out against the old, and the daycare will be remodeled too" Dill read off the plastic cased black leather clipboard he held in his gloved hands. A remodeling? A Daycare renovation? Is he joking?! "It will be about two, maybe three days to get the daycare re-done, and during then you both will be getting your endos changed, new clothing tailored and some other shit the techies will tell you. if they finish early, i think you'll stay in the party rooms until the daycare's done"

Moonie shot his hand up, like a school child asking for permission to speak. "Why can't we stay in our room after? We have alternative exits to get inside, so we won't get in the way of any construction." He softly suggested, fidgeting with the bell on his hat. It was a cute habit of his, better than my habit of tugging my rays until they snap. Dill tapped his clipboard with his ballpoint pen tip. "That's getting re-done too, for safety reasons and stuff, so that's off limits. If you got any personal shit, I suggest you take whatever it is before it's either sold on eBay or thrown away."

Moon and I both nodded. We didn't have much stuff up there, just some kid's drawings, blankets, plushies and a few special toys some adults gave us. Dill ticked a few things off before waving his pen in a bye, leaving the daycare. "Wanna do a deep-clean of our area?" Moonie suggested, nudging me. I grinned, kissing his cheek. "Of course, I do"


Moon let out a staticky sigh, resting beside an overstuffed bn bag, filled with old replacement clothes and daycare supplies like markers or glitter glue. We had spent 3 hours,3 WHOLE HOURS, on deep cleaning our bedroom, storage area and bathroom. My back hurt from all the scrubbing of corners and Moon's hands hurt from dusting. "That was painful..." He whined, rubbing his flickering eyes. I nodded with a hum, wrapping an arm around his waist.

"Wanna destress?" I asked, with no alternative intentions, i promise, but Moon seemed to have other ideas. He blushed a shade of teal, looking away. I stared at him in confusion before smirking at the realization. "I didn't mean it in that way Moonie, but we can if you wish" I rubbed his ass, and he shook his head. "N-No... i don't want to"

Immediately, i move my hand away. I know why he doesn't want to... and it crushes me to remember what vile shit i would do to him. "Ok,we can do some self-care. I stole a few masks from Roxanne on Boxing Day from her return bin and we could have a bit of fun." I rubbed his cheeks, and he smiled softly. "That sounds fun, babe"


|Moon's POV|

I press my hands into the cool wetness of the face mask, letting it soak into my metalic fingertips. Whilst most of our body is made of metal, our faces and palms are coated in a thin layer of silicone. Said silicone tends to dry out every once in a while, due to all the moisture drying up from our internal heating, especially in the winter. So a nice facemask works wonders for a dehydrated face. 

"Why's it so sticky?" Sun whines as he shakes his hands, a fingertip or two stuck to the edges of his mask. His mask was a weird cinnamon one, little pieces of cinnamon sticks scattered around the mask. I chuckle at him, crawling over to help detach his fingers from the mask. With a few gentle airy taps, i stick the mask to his face. "They're sticky so they can stay on your face. You just gotta be careful with how you put it on" I giggle, moving away to see him fully. He had a loose t-shirt on with some random band name printed on it in fading black ink. To match, he had plaid sweatpants that hang loosely around his waist. Honestly, he looks hot...Hey, he's my boyfriend i can find him hot! 

A kiss on my cheek pulls me out my day-dream, paired with a gentle hand on my arm. "Hey, you ok?..you're staring at the wall.." Sun asks softly, worry etched in is words. I nod and hold his hand... despite our history, he has changed. He's a bit overbearing at times, always getting the kids to back up if I'm overloaded for even a second, but he does it to try and pay me back for the shit he put me through. With a carful touch, he peels the mask off my face and shakes it off his palm into the bin beside us. He does the same to himself before wiping his face with a towel. "I stink now.." 

I chuckle, patting my own face with my sleeve. "You smell like cinnamon rolls, it's warm." I smile. He huffs at me, hugging my arm. "But you smell like lavender, and that's better than smelling of this,,," To sooth his nerves, i stroke his slightly damp cheek. He leans into it and hums. "I kinda wanna go to bed...can we?" He asks, releasing my arm to make eye contact with me. I nod. 


"Ugh!" 

I turn my head weakly to the side, seeing Sun tossing and turning. Since our rooms were being redone, we were relocated to the plex tunnels, a side room specifically. We had two beds and some storage for our items, leaving too much empty space. No use decorating it, this is only temporary, but i really want to- just so it doesn't feel uncanny to sleep here. "You ok sun?" I call out, sitting up. Our beds were in opposite corners, so i could just about make out his outline. He had a pillow over his head, bending a few of his rays to face down. His shirt was all wrinkly and riding up from his restlessness. "No, these beds are like rock! I can't get a drop of juice in me if i can't go into rest mode" 

Slowly, i get out of bed and pad over to him, the cold concrete chilling on my soles. Everything about this room is cold, no heating or anything. I climb into bed with him... he wasn't kidding, the bed does feel really solid. "My bed's a bit softer, we can share if you wanna" I suggest, fixing his ry=ays. His eyes look red, now uncovered by the pillow. He nods, and together we head to my bed, where we cuddle and fall asleep.


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